it's always late at night when i'm laying in bed...and i look that sad face on that little red dog, and i fall apart all over again.
but i'm trying this new line of thought. today wasn't another day without you.
it was a day that can be checked off on the path that brings me back to you.
i also started painting today..........but half of the character for "vanity" on the left side of the canvas got fucked up so i had to trash it. i'm starting over tomorrow. yes money down the drain, but how else am i going to learn and end up on Work of Art on Bravo. Vanity 2.0, coming: tomorrow.
until then paintbrush...it's just me and this red dog whose hair is beginning to get clumped and matted together from tears and snot.
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